Chapter 611

Arcane Sniper [Matan’s Shooter] Chapter 611

“So, the reason for being upset is-“

“Who said I was upset! Ahem, I mean, that’s just how it is.”

In short, the reason Kidd* was sulking was simple. There had been no consultation or hint given to him! He was upset because he wasn’t informed, not because he couldn’t use the special forge for enhancement.

“I’ve been really busy, you know. Please understand. And I haven’t even enhanced anything yet either! Kidd, you and I shouldn’t be bickering. It’s Luger who should be blamed for completely leaving out the concept of enhancement and wiping his mouth clean. Don’t you agree?”

“Indeed, I am...”

disappointed in him.

Kidd had heard the story from Bottleneck.

Knowing what went on behind the scenes with enhancements, especially what happened at the bonobo paleo side, was only natural.

Starting from Luger being the first to receive enhancements.

“So... what are you curious about? The ‘time’ you mentioned earlier?”

When Kidd nodded, Leeha smiled.

His rhetorical skills quickly redirected Kidd’s frustration towards Luger! It seemed Leeha’s strange techniques(?) had only grown while playing Middle Earth.

Leeha sighed and shook his head.

Kidd, feeling the atmosphere becoming heavier, pressed down on his hat and looked at Leeha.

Leeha’s lips twitched.

He wouldn’t mention it to another user. It would be difficult to gain sympathy, let alone there being a need to say it.

“I can’t snipe.”

But the person in front of him was different; Kidd was one of the Musketeers. How many in Middle Earth could share tales related to firearms?

“Can’t snipe?”

Kidd’s eyes widened.

“What do you mean? Even during the Third Wave, you were rampant.”

“No, I’m fine in general situations... But when I think of a certain person, I can’t shoot. My fingers just won’t move.”

Leeha started to delve into a deeper story than what he had told Browless.

They weren’t at the academy. They were sitting on a bench next to the academy’s training ground.

“Daemon... Since the campaign at the source of the demon, you’ve had these symptoms?”

“I’m not sure when it started- no, actually, that’s probably right.”

There was no need to hide or find a reason. Leeha was certain the symptoms started after failing to snipe Toon.

“I thought it was strange when I heard about it from the Vatican.”

“Oh? What do you mean?”

“If it were you, you’d have shattered five jars in less than 2 seconds. Why did you fail?”

It was because Toon was there. Kidd didn’t feel the need to add that explicitly.

It wasn’t simply because Toon was present, but rather because the scope’s magnification was increased to avoid Toon, which slowed down the movement of the gun barrel. Regardless, Kidd’s statement wasn’t wrong.

In the end, the entire situation had arisen because of Toon.

“You’ve never had something like this happen?”

“Why wouldn’t I have?”

“When? When did it happen to you?”

Kidd had already taken out and was spinning the Crimson Geckos.

“In 3 days, no, in just over two days and a few hours, you must lead the way to find the [Divine Staff].”

“I know.”

So, solve your problem by then. Leeha remembered the words Kidd had swallowed and smiled.”

Huh, then.”

Kidd stood up and just like that, entered into the academy. This was a moment Leeha had considered trying to strike up a conversation with Browless again, but chasing after him when they had established such a parting atmosphere seemed extremely awkward.

“Man, feels like I’ve been sucker-punched.”

The sun had already set in the world of Middle Earth.

“Well, there are issues with getting back to square one... After a new day dawns, we only have two days left, according to Middle Earth time, to secure the Divine Staff. That’s less than 10 hours in real-world time.”

Leeha envisioned the ‘square one’ person Kidd had mentioned.

“Within nine hours... Hmm, is it possible? It’s been years since I’ve contacted them... Well, even if I do meet them, I’m not sure what could be done in just nine hours...”

Leeha scratched his head vigorously and stood up.

When it came to sniping-related issues, there was only one person who could be his point of origin.

“I just hope Sergeant Kim hasn’t changed his phone number.”

Stretching, Leeha prepared to log out.

Bang! A gunshot sounded in the training field, which had been quiet while Leeha and Kidd were talking.

“Did someone pay attention to us, huh? Well, it’s possible they recognized both Kidd and me.”

It wasn’t possible for an experienced musketeer, or someone even slightly interested in the internet community or various news of Middle Earth, to not recognize the most famous musketeers in Middle Earth.

Indeed, looking at a user who had been there since morning made Leeha feel the reality of his popularity – it was a Miyaw musketeer.

“Muskets are fun at first... didn’t bother with quests, huh? Or maybe they’re grinding? But then, they shouldn’t have stopped while Kidd and I were talking.”

The silhouette from afar belonged to the Miyaw race, their ears perky, perhaps slightly shorter than Leeha. Though their face was blurred from the distance, Leeha didn’t pay much attention.

“Forget it! Let’s move on! I should make that call. If the number’s no good, maybe it’s time to see Lieutenant Kijung, get some fresh air, and visit the unit.”

Despite the tight schedule, Leeha knew better than to rush. Relaxed yet certain to keep track of time, Leeha logged out of Middle Earth.

Just then, another gunshot rang out.

Swish!

“Eh?”

“A large group is arriving, it seems.”

Shin Nara frowned while Syndergard’s expression turned grave.

The spectacle was so intense that it was visible even from the Sacred City’s dispatch office in Juma City, a vibrant glow of warp gates signaling that at least a hundred people were using them simultaneously.

“If such a group is arriving at this time...”

Shin Nara pondered briefly. She wasn’t entirely without clues, having heard stories about Leeha from the Vatican.

“They’ve arrived! They’re already here!”

An NPC messenger from the Fibiel Alliance Knight Order ran in shouting. Not only the Sacred Knight Order but the entire alliance, including a small team of magic fighters, came out to the training field to see.

“Who? Who has arrived?”

“Minis! Minis have already sent their troops!”

“Already? How quickly has word of our actions spread?”

“No, it’s not because of our actions.”

“Does Dame Shin know something about this?”

Syndergard asked Nara. Since the only person who had been to the Vatican yesterday and is also a ‘user’ was Sacred Knight Nara. The other NPCs of Sacred Knight Order didn’t have a chance to be informed, so they were still in the dark.